Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

Ray

"Ah --"

sharp pain in her palm brought her back to her senses.

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her hand

Brody forcibly. "Don't move."

ordered coldly, frowning.

take the pieces out, he

Would hurt.

face of Tracy, and his

see her in such

"No --"

of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her

sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly

hand back, but failed, because her hand was

the blood stained Tracy's

looked at her eyes, which were full

"You know it hurts?"

It's none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let go

from the chair to the ground stiffly, her hand streaming with

dyed red by blood again, Brody

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening this

was much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

shook her head.

coldly, "Brody, are you worried

at him ironically.

remembered what he was doing after being

cold as ice. He pulled her

want me to care about you? How Shamless you are!

He snorted.

he was still so furious that he tightly pressed on

tie you up

to

pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for such a long

so dizzy as if she was going to pass

"A little bit painful..."

said with

a beat when he

flashed through her

felt that Tracy was very feeble, but she was still

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything

you feel painful, you

down at her. Then he made up his

he pointed the sharp knife at

dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her

rose from the bottom of

was also because her own thought was

that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her palm bigger.

"Hmm --"

the sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

dripped on Brody's hand and

know whether it was her

little hesitant when he felt the liquid

pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to

the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her

did feel the knife cutting her

from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on

the pain, her eyes finally could not help

cut and bleeding.

to cry out several times

"Idiot --"

Brody finally couldn't do anything